HNES: "You drinkin' coffee? That shit's too hot for this shit out here."HT: "Remember the part where we don't cuss here, but yeah, it's my coffee. My mother-in-law stayed with us last night, and she made coffee this morning. And it's good."HNES: "She stay with you at your place? What for?"HT: "My kids graduated from the eighth grade last night. She came down to see it, and we went to my parents' house for awhile, and then she spent the night with us so she could go home this morning."HNES: "Ohhhhh."A pause. The only sound is the breeze rustling through HT's mustache.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Mr. Henigan, you remind me of nothing so much as a kamikaze recruiter or one of the handlers who talks young boys and girls from the Gaza Strip into strapping on explosive vests. I'm sure President Obama is enjoying having you yap at his heels demanding that he commit political suicide by openly setting himself up as the anti-Constitution candidate, but I doubt even you seriously think he's going to take that advice.